Sanctity of Life Sunday in New Mexico

This past Sunday, it was my privilege to speak at Calvary Chapel Rio Rancho near Albuquerque, New Mexico. Since it was Sanctity of Life Sunday, I gave my presentation entitled “Eugenics and Planned Parenthood: Past, Present, and Future” for both morning services. It was exciting to see how involved the church is in the pro-life movement. Sadly, many churches have become passive about this issue.

One lady shared with me her attempt to get another church involved in a pro-life rally and the leader of this church responded that the Lord had not laid the pro-life issue on their heart. She was shocked and appalled, and so was I! There is absolutely no excuse for this kind of thinking. God commands us not to murder (Exodus 20:13), and in Proverbs 31:8–9 we read,

Open your mouth for the speechless, In the cause of all who are appointed to die. Open your mouth, judge righteously, And plead the cause of the poor and needy.

A gentleman, David Zahn, who heard me speak that morning went home that afternoon and wrote a poem about the atrocities of eugenics and abortion. I thought it was so creative and truthful that I asked if I could share it on my blog. Come back on Thursday and read more about my trip (pictures included!)

Eugenics

A single mother of four Will live in poverty. Let us even the score, Before she has more And help society. The solution, oh, is it simple, As simple as could be. It helps the poor mom, and you and me, If we shuttle off those worthless kids Into Eternity Recidivism is horrible, and it’s worse than it was before. Jails and prisons around the world have a revolving door. Father like son, and mother like daughter, Those criminal types are raising each other. Prisons are expensive, it hurts the economy, Tell the truth, It will help our youth, If we let these prisoners be bound Six feet below ground In our new society! The deformed, the fools, and weak Hurt the families, it’s a sin. How much kinder it is to speak Of doing such problems in Of course, standards must be met, Let’s get everyone set. They must meet the standard or off they go To their eternal home, six feet below. Setting such a standard strains our individuality So, never fear, decisions are done nationally. Everyone that’s a problem, every dissident, Will be sent off silently by our government. Then mankind will enjoy the fruits of evolution, To every social problem, murder’s the solution We’ll run the country, and then the world With our kind democracy Oh, what joy we’ll have when man has placed himself Where God was meant to be.